“Then it had to have been Bones.”Fucker!
“Not surprised. They’re worried about you.”
I sigh. “Not you too?”
He gives me a smile. “I said they.”
That makes me laugh. Cross and I are a lot alike—we don’t give a shit about a lot of things. Titan and Bones are the serious ones, always crunching numbers and wanting to chase down men and demand payment in blood.
Kingdom doesn’t deal with minor shit. From the outside, we look like a legit hotel and casino with hundreds of attractions, but on the inside, we’re as dark as the fucking world can go. We deal with drug lords, celebrities, heirs to billionaires. My brother even deals with the mafia. To him, money is money. Doesn’t matter whose hand it comes from. That’s our dad in him.
Titan is the same fucking way. That’s how he got Emilee, and the bastard just so happened to fall in love with her.
The elevator dings, and the doors glide open. I push off the mirrored wall and walk into the underground garage. My car’s light flash as I hit the unlock button.
“Glass?” Cross asks.
I glance down at my Patek Philippe watch and nod. “Sure. I could use some food.” Maybe it will get rid of this fucking headache. “Afterward, we can make another stop.”
He nods.
“Get in. I’ll drive us.” I pull my cell out and send Luca a quick message.
Me: Change of plans, I’m coming to you.
Might as well get my shit from him at Glass rather than him making a trip to Kingdom, where Bones can see the exchange.
Luca: Sounds good. I’m here.
APRIL
“What are youdoing, Princess?”
I plop down on the barstool and look up at my best friend working the bar. Alexa has her blonde hair up in her usual high ponytail and a smile on her face, but her green eyes look tired. Running two businesses will do that to you.
“Needing a drink,” I answer. It’s been a long day.
She frowns. “You mean you didn’t come just to see me?”
I chuckle. “Afraid not.”
“Sis, we both know that she only comes here to see me,” Derek says, walking out of the fridge behind the bar. “How are you doing, sexy?”
I don’t miss the way his dark eyes fall to my chest. Derek and I went on one date. It didn’t work out, but we were both adults about it and stayed friends. Thank God, because his younger sister has been my best friend since we were in grade school.
“You wish.” She smiles brightly, showing me the teeth that took three years of braces to straighten. She hated every second. I remember her cutting up everything she ate. It took forever for her to eat.
“Always,” I tease.
With a laugh, she grabs a frosted mug and pours me a Corona, knowing what I like. She places it on the bar in front of me and leans over on her forearms. “I’m slow. Fill me in on your day.”
“It started off with me getting into a fight with Ethan this morning. It didn’t get any better after that,” I state and take a drink.
“Girl, I don’t know why you don’t just beat him into submission. We both know that you could take him.”
I snort into my beer. “True, but I’m trying to teach him that violence is not the answer.”
Now she’s the one who snorts. “Since when? You beat the crap out of him when he hacked your computer and stole your research paper and used it as his own.”
